The New Time of Sin
The truth wears thin beneath a jewelled lie,
We scroll past tears and never ask them why,
Desire kneels where mercy once stood high,
While prayers grow quiet as the days rush by.
Gold talks louder than the fragile heart,
We sell our ends and crown them as the start,
The soul grows split, a carefully crafted art,
As right and wrong are torn apart.
Yet sparks remain where broken vows have been,
A whispered light beyond the noise and din,
Repentance waits, though hope feels worn and thin,
Redemption breathes even in the new time of sin.
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One Mission
One Goal
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